You, who are on the road Must have a code That you can live by And so Become yourself Because the past Is just a goodbye Teach your children well Your fathers' hell did slowly go by And feed them on your dreams The one they pick's The one you'll know by Don't you ever ask them why If they told you, you would cry So just look at them and sigh And know they love you And you of tender years Can't know the fears That your elders grew by And so please help Them with your youth They seek the truth Before they can die Teach your parents well The children's hell Will slowly go by And feed them on your dreams The one they pick's The one you'll know by Don't you ever ask them why If they told you, you would cry So just look at them and sigh And know they love you